Zhai Xuezhen saw that neither Qu Zhong nor Qu Qi was saying anything, and immediately realized this was something they couldn't make public.
While Jun Zixiu was inside the Lingxu Ring studying the year on the cake, Bai Lan started singing to the Elf King Fruit again. But as she sang, she fell asleep. While she was asleep, the Elf King Fruit suddenly moved. This time, the movement was much more noticeable than the one she'd thought she'd imagined.
The two of them wrestled together in a tangle. Han Yan's eyes were bloodshot as he pinned her against the wall, her hands twisted behind her back. His body burned beneath her, his heat nearly bursting.
Because Yuan Zhenzhen had a bad reputation and had snatched the role at the last minute, the crew didn't particularly like her. But after working with Nan Si for a while, whenever Nan Si had a scene, everyone would come over to watch and admire her performance.
Yin Fei slowly crouched down. Unable to suppress his urge to have the palace attendants prepare a condemned prisoner so he could kill someone and vent his anger, he almost gave the order—but in the end, he swallowed the words.
Half a month later, although Wei Yi had lost all one hundred thousand of his merit points, his cultivation experience had increased by a full four hundred million.
At full strength, Bai Ziyue, Tian Ci, Mu Kuang, and Yao Chuan could unleash Supernatural Power attacks no weaker than those of someone at the peak of the mid Heavenly Emperor Realm. Each of them could also hold down a position on their own.
"Thanks to the Chaos Primal Energy in the Ancestor's Void Ring, I've reached the early Heavenly Demon Stage." It had been cultivating in Jun Zixiu's spatial